Exemplified herein are philosophical expressions and interpretations of everyday life and the people within it, all to attempt a reason for the rambling. Along with creative written meanderings are questions, propositions, reflections and inferences about what goes on day to day that we sometimes fail to recognize or voice. I mean only to reveal and not to persuade. Please feel free to extend a greeting and I wish you well.

Thursday, April 19, 2012

Oh, what it is to blog. I have been shoved in the back and subsequently tripped into a time machine which takes me to the past. A past enveloped with a Neanderthal attribution to pseudo communication utilizing such seemingly benign terms as blog, text, tweet, Facebook status update and of course the author killer, the dreaded e-book. What a progression retarding path humanity has chosen to waddle down. I choose waddle down for on top of the skills lost in such introverted behavior, these "technological advances" are aiding in our becoming globally and alarmingly obese. We have gone from possessing incredibly small, manageable and personal bubbles to these grotesquely bloated global bubble baths infected with billions of sweaty bodies clogging up the warm end of the tub.
What is the drive here, the preoccupation with such isolating behavior? The weak have now found their voice and it emanates directly from the liquid crystal displays at their fingertips. Where the strong speak or write expression, the contrary now tweet, blog or text their viewpoints. Hypocrisy abound is noted though as in most cases acknowledgement negates assimilation. Does acknowledgement however rise you above the rabble or stifle you far below it? Is it better to be cognizant of the evils and entertain their acquaintance or remain ignorant of them?

Sunday, April 15, 2012

What is yours exactly? Everything? Nothing? Can it also be mine? Ours? And is what you value truly valuable? Does it retain its value when not in consideration by yourself? Is that then true value? I marvel at the notion of possession and the value placed upon that which in essence should not or does not contain value. Why is there value on a cigarette or a television program? What is that value anyhow? Is it a dollar, an hour of my time or a banana? Who creates this value? Why should I even give their value of it any time whatsoever? I agree with the relative nature of the term 'valuable' though why in the world is gold valuable? Is it because it is rare? Hardly. Bubonic plague is rare and I'm not shelling out 1500 bucks for an ounce of that. Or is it valuable because someone has said it is valuable and thus created a drive, a greed towards gold’s possession. Value and possession are truly relative though I believe something is valuable not if I desire it but if someone else does. I want things that I like though that in no way makes them valuable. If someone else wants something it is valuable then I am able to obtain it and drive any price for it that I desire. Therein lies hypocrisy, I know. Someone else says gold is valuable and I agree because you say so but gold is just what it is, a soft shiny metal. It is as valuable as you find it to be. It also is just as valuable as I find it to be.

Saturday, April 14, 2012

Take what you know and unwind the sensibility which leaves you
stuttering and unassertive in deciding conclusion. Take what leaves you
blank and disconnected from surrounding conformity and reverse the pull.
Attempt utilization of oppressive and negative forces by mentally and
therefore wholly counteracting with acknowledgement of a universal
polarizing effect making that which you loathe and reject being simply
opposingly contrary to that which you love and desire in common
understanding, not essence, not actuality. Each are an extremity of the
other. One is not obtainable or existent without the other. Focus upon
sliding the bar from the pull of one to the other. Hate to love. Sorrow
to gladness. Frustration to calm. Know that certain instances are
unapproachable or contain any reasonable consistency allowing altering.
Focus upon that which remains true to you. The individual truths which
you hold so dear and can construct upon throughout the tapestry adorning
the walls that keep you within and the others without. This is your
unique unveiled sanctity. This is your definitive home. This is your
mind attempting control. Let it be yours. Let it be yours.